Elder Ling and Chief Long had only met a few times, and they couldn't talk about a deep friendship. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

If it weren't for Yang Lei's good skills, Ling Lao would never let him go easily.

Hehe~

It's true that the older a person gets, the more he relies on the old and sells the old.

Yang Lei's face showed a disdainful mockery, and he sneered:

"If you leave now, I won't stop you. Such opportunities are pitiful for you. ”

Arrogant.

Arrogant.

Arrogant.

Yang Lei's arrogant and arrogant attitude angered Ling Lao, who was already not very good-tempered.

"Boy, I'll teach you a good lesson instead of Old Man Long.

So that you know what it means to respect your elders and respect martial arts masters. ”

Ling Lao's fierce momentum erupted again, and a pair of eyes flashed with a fierce light.

Martial arts masters?

Yang Lei smiled, and his heart was full of dogs.

"You are also worthy of teaching me, and you are also worthy of being a martial arts master. It's almost in the coffin, and it's only in the middle of the cultivation that I have turned into strength, why don't I die. ”

Yang Lei sneered unceremoniously.

Humiliate.

Naked insult.

Ling Lao had never been so humiliated by a young junior.

Shen Jiajun upstairs showed a dark smile on his face, and said secretly in his heart:

Yang Lei, this is your own death, but you can't blame me.

Even I didn't dare to talk to Ling Lao like this, and I was killing myself.

"Arrogant, look how the old man beats you." Ling Lao's eyes burst with a gleam, and he gritted his teeth and roared.

The body was as light as a swallow, disappeared in place, and pounced on Yang Lei again.

Footwork?

Yang Lei won't, but his cultivation speed at the peak of his strength is not slow.

Since you want to abuse me with the speed you are proud of, then I will fulfill you.

The corners of Yang Lei's mouth showed a sneer of disdain, his body shook, and he disappeared from the spot.

Evaded Ling Lao's pursuit.

Ling Lao snorted angrily, mobilized his internal force again, took a wonderful footwork under his feet, and left afterimages in the living room with his body, chasing after Yang Lei.

Although Yang Lei was a little struggling, he could still avoid Ling Lao's pursuit.

In this way, a thrilling and wonderful speed battle was staged in the living room, which blinded Shen Jiajun's titanium dog's eyes.

Five minutes later, the speed of Yang Lei and Ling Lao in the living room slowed down.

The afterimages of the two disappeared and stopped.

Ling Lao was tired and sweaty, panting heavily, and his chest rose and fell violently, obviously tired.

Looking at Yang Lei again, although there is sweat on his head, he is not as unbearable as Ling Lao.

In addition to his slightly red face, Yang Lei's breathing was very steady, without a trace of shortness.

Yang Lei's cultivation is not only higher than Ling Lao, but also younger than him, which is an advantage.

Shen Jiajun upstairs looked at the two downstairs a little dumbfounded.

I chased after him for several minutes, but I didn't even know the winner.

Damn, Shen Jiajun's heart galloped past with 10,000 grass and mud horses.

Didn't decide the winner?

Hehe~

Ling Lao quickly adjusted his qi, and his recovery was quite fast.

A pair of eagle eyes looked at Yang Lei with some surprise and said:

"Boy, no wonder you dare to argue with me, an old guy, it turns out that he has some strength.

But do you dare to make a few moves against an old man like me, don't dodge and dodge, don't have a little blood, don't look like a man. ”

Stimulate him?

Yang Lei sneered in his heart, this old guy still seems to be unconvinced.

Since you want to fight, let's fight with you.

It just so happened that after Yang Lei returned to China, he had not yet encountered an opponent like Ling Lao.

It's not a bad thing to use him to practice his hands, anyway, Shen Jiajun is standing there upstairs.

Don't worry about the safety of Liu Hong and the others.

"Are you sure you want to fight me? I'm afraid of being less strong, you can't beat me. ”

Yang Lei smiled contemptuously.

Ling Lao was no longer angry at Yang Lei's arrogance, and said with a smile:

"It's not a small tone, if you are afraid, you can also choose to leave."

Leave?

Yang Lei will never leave.

Since this old man is so entangled, then don't blame Yang Lei for not respecting the old and loving the young.

"Here we go."

At the same time as Yang Lei snorted coldly, a sky-high power erupted from his body.

A majestic internal force surged out from the dantian, jumping two meters high.

When Yang Lei fell again, he was already standing in front of Ling Lao, who was a little surprised and wide-eyed.

"You're too slow to react."

Yang Lei snorted coldly and threw a punch towards Ling Lao's chest.

Ling Lao reacted, and on the side of his body, he dodged over, and had an opinion in his heart.

However, as soon as Ling Lao dodged, Yang Lei's blade-like leg had already kicked fiercely.

The moves were fierce and swift, which made Ling Lao a little unbearable.

However, Ling Lao still relied on his experience to dodge.

It's just that Ling Lao is very reluctant to hide, and if he is not careful, he will be hit.

Ling Lao's heart finally set off a huge wave.

"Just a warm-up, let's see what a peak martial artist is like."

Yang Lei fell, his eyes were cold, and the speed of his punch was extremely fast, even faster than Ling Lao's previous magical footwork, leaving behind the afterimage of his fists.

Looking at the countless fists blasting towards him, Ling Lao finally couldn't keep his composure, and was shocked and wanted to retreat.

It's a pity that he has no way out, Yang Lei's fist is too fast.

Bang bang~

Ling Lao was like a sandbag of human flesh, and Yang Lei's fist smashed into it, making a dull bang.

Ling Lao only felt a tightness in his chest, followed by a sharp pain, his feet were unstable, and he staggered back a few steps.

Then, Ling Lao only felt a sweet throat, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

The blood mist in the sky, Shen Jiajun who looked upstairs was inexplicably frightened and trembled in his heart.

With the last punch, Yang Lei blasted out with a gloomy face and hit Ling Lao's lower abdomen.

Ling Lao had no power to fight back, so he could only face this punch in vain.

The body bent and became a shrimp, flew upside down, smashed against the wall, and fell to the ground along the wall.

The whole process took only about ten seconds.

During the whole process, Yang Lei was attacking, and Ling Lao didn't even have time to defend.

During the whole process, Yang Lei was abusing the old.

Ling Lao was smashed, and a handful of old bones were about to fall apart, coughing and spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood.

Ling Lao endured the great pain in all parts of his body and stood up, the momentum on his body was no longer half a point, and there was no trace of pride and arrogance in his eyes.

Looking at Yang Lei's eyes, he was full of shock and respect.

This is the respect of the weak for the strong.

"The pinnacle of strength, you are actually the cultivation of the pinnacle of strength. The old man has been practicing hard all his life, but he is only in the middle of his strength, and he is still using various elixirs. ”

A self-deprecating smile appeared on Ling Lao's face, and his breath was weak.

"At such a young age, you have actually reached the peak of your cultivation strength, and your future is limitless."

Ling Lao sighed with emotion, looked up at Shen Jiajun upstairs and hugged his fists:

"Young Master Shen, the old man is not Mr. Yang's opponent, leave first, I hope you will do it yourself, don't be an enemy of Yang Xinsheng.

Otherwise, your fate will only be worse than mine. If you leave with the old man, a martial arts master like Mr. Yang will probably not be embarrassed by you. (To be continued.) )